You shouldn't take photographs at funerals.

 At the wake is fine but the actual passing of a friend is an occasion possibly best not marred by flash photography and blurry pictures of the coffin so here's what I'll remember from Brians funeral.

 The club colours being worn by at least half the congregation. Brian had specified that he wanted archers to wear their colours I like to think that because that's how they would have been dressed when he last saw them. 

The Forty longbows held over the coffin and mourners by the longbow archers as we proceeded in. Recognising familiar faces with the unfamiliar mask of grief.

After the unreallness of it all we started bantering in the usual way we do on when shooting and I can't help but feel that Brian would have appreciated that.

 One wall of the chapel in Wrexham is entirely glass and looks out onto a garden and I remember thinking how well designed and peaceful that made everything feel.

 One of the songs they played was always look on the bright side of life which was totally perfect for Brian and his life. He was a relentlessly funny guy and always interested in other people and their development. 

There was a corsage of flowers in the red dragon of Wrexham Bowmen in front of the coffin and I realised that they had placed his longbow on top of the coffin as well.

 Goodbye Brian, you were a damn decent fellow and always a pleasure to be around.